Together Even When We're Apart
From The Book of Awakening: Having the Life You Want by Being Present to the Life You Have.
Ubuntu-I am because you are,
you are because I am...
-A deep African way of being
It is something I have always believed in, that in the ignited space of our deepest suffering, in the release of our deepest fears, in the familiar peace of our deepest joys, we are each other.
I realized, in coming to start catching up on these entries, that I was further behind than I thought… but I think it's kind of fitting… lots and several thoughts running through my head as I sit here with Lloyd, just me and the rats, while Mir is over at Rich's house, looking after the kids while Rich is out.
This last week, we've been reading The Time Traveller's Wife. We finished the book this morning, and for a lot of reasons is was very hard to read the last hundred or so pages of the book. Realizing the love these two people, the connection that transcended blips in time, is very humbling and even thought a work of fiction, puts so much into perspective - so much has meaning - so much touches me.
No matter the time and distance, Mir and I are one.
But in my human-ness, I often and easily forget this: when we are not together in an activity that we have said we will do together; when there are misunderstandings between us because I have not explained something well or have been misinterpreted; and of course when we are truly apart and separated by the ocean - those are the kinds of time when remembering the oneness is the most difficult and also the most important.
A short while ago I had a call. It was the 'don't wait up' call, because the babysitting was going to go on longer than we'd thought. It's a strange feeling, a strange thought to be doing that… (all assuming that I'm finished holding the rats before she comes home), but we are one - and I know she'll wake me when she gets home. Try and get some sleep…
Ubuntu-I am because you are,
you are because I am...
-A deep African way of being
It is something I have always believed in, that in the ignited space of our deepest suffering, in the release of our deepest fears, in the familiar peace of our deepest joys, we are each other.
I realized, in coming to start catching up on these entries, that I was further behind than I thought… but I think it's kind of fitting… lots and several thoughts running through my head as I sit here with Lloyd, just me and the rats, while Mir is over at Rich's house, looking after the kids while Rich is out.
This last week, we've been reading The Time Traveller's Wife. We finished the book this morning, and for a lot of reasons is was very hard to read the last hundred or so pages of the book. Realizing the love these two people, the connection that transcended blips in time, is very humbling and even thought a work of fiction, puts so much into perspective - so much has meaning - so much touches me.
No matter the time and distance, Mir and I are one.
But in my human-ness, I often and easily forget this: when we are not together in an activity that we have said we will do together; when there are misunderstandings between us because I have not explained something well or have been misinterpreted; and of course when we are truly apart and separated by the ocean - those are the kinds of time when remembering the oneness is the most difficult and also the most important.
A short while ago I had a call. It was the 'don't wait up' call, because the babysitting was going to go on longer than we'd thought. It's a strange feeling, a strange thought to be doing that… (all assuming that I'm finished holding the rats before she comes home), but we are one - and I know she'll wake me when she gets home. Try and get some sleep…